Category Archives: Cinematic Ambush

At Sundance. Critically reblah blah blah blah. I ain’t watchin.’ I have compassion for my fellow homininae. It’s not their fault they scare me to fucking death. (It’s the baboons’ fault when you get down to it, but that is … Continue reading →

Friends help you hide the bodies. True friends (Snark of the Covenant) warn you, when you announce plans to watch a film, that it contains This Sort Of Thing. The film is Werner Herzog’s Even Dwarves Started Small. Nasty furry … Continue reading →

There are many good reasons not to watch M. Night Shyamalan’s The Last Airbender. For one thing, it’s terrible. For another, it took a very good animated series, ate it, crapped it out, and threw the crap at fans like … Continue reading →

is a documentary about people who write songs-to-order for people who mail them poems. I was interested in this because I remember these ads from magazines and comics, and because I’ve heard some of the songs. Pretty cool subject practically … Continue reading →